My Most Precious Wife

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Kidnap the Young Master

Emily found herself revived.

Her whole body was hot, with a thick makeup on, plunging V neckline gown, the time on the clock was

7:48 in the evening.

This was all too familiar, she shuddered at the thought.

She revived from her death and found herself was in that year when she was eighteen. That night, she

was supposed to be engaged to Hunter Jackson. In her previous life, it was at this engagement event

that she was drugged. When Hunter's people came to look for her, she was making out with two male

make-up artists.

Although this was stopped by Hunter's people and protected her dignity, it became the talk of the town

and blemished her character. In the end, Hunter fulfilled his grandmother's wishes and married her.

However, he has never looked at her affectionately thereafter.

At this moment, it was only two minutes from her life's greatest tragedy. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Emily pinched her hands and tried to wake herself from the effects of the drug. She struggled to the

door.

Before she could open the door, she could hear a voice saying "You must get this right. You must say

that the bitch seduced you both."

"We know, Ms. Gale, rest assured. No one will know that you are involved." Some man replied.

Wendy Gale's voice softly came through, "When this is done, I'll send the remaining amount. If this

fails, you should know what's coming for you."

"We won't fail! Ms. Gale, you just sit back and enjoy the show."

Emily pinched her hands even harder. In her previous life, she had never suspected Wendy. She didn't

think that it was Wendy who set her up right from the beginning!

Her body was getting hotter and hotter, Emily started to panic. Oh no. If they enter and with her in this

condition, she wouldn't be able to resist them. Then after they raped her, they can still say that it was

she who was the one who initiated.

She can't remain here, she must escape!

The dressing room was linked to an adjoining restroom. Emily took an eyebrow trimmer as a weapon

and stumbled towards the door to the restroom. Just as she closed the door, the outer door opened

and the two male makeup artists entered the room.

"Where is she?" "Check out the restroom!"

As fast as she could, Emily got out of the restroom and into the corridor. She continued to stumble

along towards the lift.

As she entered the lift, she heard from the long corridor the male make-up artists' voices, "Oh no! That

woman has escaped! Quick, chase her!"

The engagement event was held at a hotel and now the grand ballroom is already filled with guests.

Emily was drugged. She doesn't know what she'll do under the influence of the drugs. Barely

conscious, she took the lift down to the basement car-park.

No matter what, she must leave this place tonight.

Just a distance away, she saw a car door open. Clenching her teeth, she headed into the car. With the

eyebrow trimmer in hand, she pressed it against the occupant's neck and demanded, "Drive! Drive

away from here, hurry!"

The dashingly handsome man frowned and looked down at the small blade pressed against his neck.

Emily felt a chill come over here, this man, she thought, was so cool.

Two men dashed out from the lift and were obviously looking for her.

Emily couldn't be bothered to look at the men, shut the door with a thump, continued to press the blade

down, "Let him drive!"

"Master..." The driver said in shock.

The future mistress is holding the eyebrow trimmer pressing onto the master's neck. This... what's

going on?

Emily finally realized who the man she was threatening, a man who was as dashing as an angel. In her

panic, she accidentally cut down on the neck and drew a trace of blood.

Good lord! Why was she so "lucky"? She randomly chose a car and the owner happened to be the man

who she was to be engaged to. Someone who just as she was about to end her previous life, a man

who she swore to never ever love again... Hunter Jackson!